Page 45 of Love Potion

“I do.”

Bane sits up, whipping the blankets off, revealing that not only is he naked, but he has an erection.

“Whoops.” He grabs the blanket again, laughing. “Forgot I got hot last night.”

I’m aware of my cheeks heating, and I swallow hard. It’s not that I haven’t seen Bane naked before. I have. Lots of times, but I’ve never seen him hard. I know a lot of guys wake up with hard-ons, and it’s completely normal, but it was quite a sight.

“You okay?” Bane asks.

“Yes.” I chew on my bottom lip. “Um, maybe it’s weird, but can I—” I stop myself, shaking my head. No. That’s definitely weird.

“Can you what?” Bane’s tone softens. “Do you want to see me?”

I barely nod, hoping he notices and doesn’t make me say the word.

“It’s okay with me.” He kicks the blankets off, revealing his body again.

My breath hitches as my eyes roam from his face, down his torso, and between his legs. His cock is still hard, almost completely straight, but it leans toward his belly. His pubic hair is trimmed short, which makes it easy for my eyes to focus on what he’s got. It’s not huge, which is nice, but it’s got a thickness to it that has me wondering funny things. It bounces as I stare at it.

“Whatcha thinking, Jerr?”

“I’m not sure yet.”

Bane reaches for my hand, and I give it to him, letting him pull me closer. “That’s okay.”

I sit on the edge of the bed, close enough that I can smell his lingering cologne and the familiar scent of his detergent clinging to his skin. I let my eyes roam across his body again, from his feet back to his face, but they keep going to his dick. When I focus on my body’s response, I realize I feel… warm. Curious. Interested.

But not horny.

“Can I…” My stomach reacts to the question before I ask it, sending a little flutter rippling through me.

“Whatever you want, Jerr.”

I nod, tentatively touching his chest. I brush my hand over his soft skin and the light hair he has. It feels nice. He’s lean but not too muscular. That’s why his hugs are so good. When I venture a glance at his face, he’s watching me with a soft smile, but there’s something in his eyes I haven’t seen before and couldn’t begin to define. Something that makes my breath hitch and my stomach flutter again.

“Touch anything you want,” he says. “If you’re curious, it’s okay with me.”

I could touch his dick if I wanted to. He’s giving me permission. But then what? I’m not a virgin—it’s not like I’ve never touched one—but I’ve never touchedBane’s.

I move my hand lower, waiting to see if I’ll be bold enough to do it, but I stop at his hip bone. He’s still watching me, his eyes half-closed.

“I kind of want to,” I admit.

“If you’re not ready, that’s okay.” He rubs my arm. “I got time.” He sits up and leans in to kiss my cheek. “Did you sleep well?”

I nod, removing my hand from his body. “Mostly. You?”

“I did.”

“Can I ask you something?”

“You already know the answer to that.”

I laugh softly. “Do you always have that when you wake up?”

He nods. “Yeah. It’s just a reaction. You never do?”

“I used to more often when I was younger, but not often nowadays. I wasn’t horny when it would happen though. It just did.”

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